Well, unsurpisingly, the guy from Barnsley was a total time waster. I had a feeling he might be: promised to arrange "in a few weeks, after I am back from holiday" then it was "in a couple of weeks when I've caught up with things" then, after another couple of weeks, I called him out on it and got blocked.
Had another pre-arranged meet this week but he last signed into Gaydar 6 hours before we were due to meet... another blocked.
Anyway I decided to hop on over to the boiler room. What a waste of time it was this week - everyone wandering or bent over waiting to take cock with, no one doing anything.
I headed back to the hotel and a guy pinged me. He came over and was happily trawling for other tops to come along, whilst he was pounding me.
The door was on the latch and I was on all fours on the bed in my blindfold hood when he arrived. I heard him strip off and he laid his cock on my back and wow...rock hard, long and thick.
He lubed it up and slid it in in one slow movement until he was balls deep.
I am rarely defeated in a fuck but after an hour of non stop, brutally hard, constant pounding, it was my back giving me grief not his cock and I had to call a day. By now, it was also getting on for 1am and I had to be up early.
Honestly, I've taken (and love) a pounding before, but never for so long non stop. His staying power was incredible.
Impossibly, after he said he would cum now, he ramped up his pace and absolutely railed me, sending my prostate into spasms.
About 15 minutes after he came in me and left, he messaged to say he had a guy on the way and could he come and watch him breed me. Normally I'd be all over that but by now it was pushing 1.30am and too late for me, which is a shame. Next time, though, we agreed to start much earlier.
Not the best evening in Sheffield but far from the worst, too.
